1959: Carrying the achievement system, she rolled

February 6th in the Gregorian calendar, January 17th in the lunar calendar.

Today was the day that Du Yimeng and his group were preparing to return to the capital. It happened to be a day off, so everyone who could come came, and a group of people gathered at the gate of the Yu family.

"Dad, I'm leaving. Take care of yourself!" Wan Ping said to Secretary Wan with reluctance on his face.

"Write a letter home when you get there." Secretary Wan reminded him. Compared to Wan Ping's face full of reluctance, his mood was very stable.

To be honest, when his son was working, he felt that he was very similar to him in every way, and sometimes even better than him.

Every time at that time, he felt gratified. He felt that he had done justice to the ancestors of the Wan family by having such an outstanding son.

But once he leaves work, he is no longer like himself in any way, which makes him hesitate between love and hate, feeling extremely entangled!

"Mingke, be careful on the road. When you see your father, say hello to him on my behalf!" Secretary Wan ignored his own son and turned to Cai Mingke, patiently admonishing him.

"Dad, I understand." Cai Mingke's face was full of reluctance. During the time she came back, her father-in-law had been so good to her, so good that she was at a loss.

She looked down at the flowery jacket on her body. She still remembered that when her father-in-law gave it to her, her first reaction was whether it was a bit too flowery.

After seeing Du Yimeng and her grandmother wearing the same style, she thought the big flowered jacket was very beautiful.

Then she thought about getting up early every day, finishing all the work, and letting her father-in-law rest more. But she found that he got up even earlier than her, which made her feel helpless!

Secretary Wan: It is for this reason that he has not had a good night's sleep since they came back until now, for fear of waking up later than his daughter-in-law.

He actually hoped Mingke could be like Dameng and sleep in every day. After all, being someone's father-in-law wasn't easy, and it could be deadly if it got too intense.

Du Yimeng, on the other side, looked at Old Mrs. Du, who was wearing a big flowered jacket and finally came out. She wanted to laugh but her eyes felt a little sore.

"Okay, there's no need to say anything. Your grandfather and I are in good health! When you come back next time, we will definitely still be alive." When Mrs. Du saw Du Yimeng like this, her eyes became hot, but when she spoke, she became the old lady who had been strong all her life.

"Mom, you shouldn't say such things on New Year's Day. My second family has taken care of you two for more than 20 years, so we have to take care of you for at least 40 years." Du Weihai said quickly from the side. His mother's words were quite scary.

"Come on, after more than forty years I have become an old witch. I am tired of living if you don't mind serving me." Old Mrs. Du said without any gratitude, while Old Man Du beside her nodded in agreement. He and his wife had the same idea.

If they are in good health and live a long life, it would be fine, at least they can live comfortably. But if they are in poor health, they live in pain, and their children suffer as well.

Du Yimeng had wanted to say some sentimental words when they left, but after being interrupted by Old Mrs. Du, she felt that saying more would be pretentious.

Sure enough, Mrs. Du is still the one who specializes in dealing with pretentiousness.

With Fang Bao's words "Grandpa, I will definitely write to you", the two jeeps left Changde.

……

At the same time, a jeep drove away from Changde at the fastest speed, and the people in the car were Captain Wu and his three companions.

"The mission is finally over!" He Yong's tone was full of relief. No one knew how he had survived this period of time.

Whenever someone asked him how to solve a technical problem, he had to pretend to be very capable even though his mind was completely blank. It was so difficult for him.

"Just hold on for a few more days. Once we reach the capital, our mission will be truly accomplished," said Captain Wu.

"They are all minor problems!" He Yong said nonchalantly, waving his hand. As long as no one asked him about technical questions, everything else was a minor problem.

"Captain, can we have a deal? I think you look quite cultured." He Yong said to Captain Wu. His captain always had a cold face, so it was perfect for him.

"You are good-looking and suitable." Captain Wu quickly threw the blame away. He still liked fighting and killing, and he couldn't stand that restraint.

"This is the truth. I don't dare to look in the mirror, for fear that I will get confused if I look at it for too long." He Yong touched his chin and said with a smug look on his face. How come he looks so good?

But he quickly realized that the captain meant that next time there was such a mission, he would still be the one to take on that task.

Whenever he felt like he couldn't hold on, the captain would tell him that he was qualified for the task because he was good-looking.

Every time he heard this, his bent back instantly straightened up, and he gradually became lost in the captain's praise.

Han Dajun, who was sitting next to He Yong, glanced at He Yong out of the corner of his eye, and then silently retracted his envious gaze. He also wanted to look good.

"Captain, you said the other day that if my higher-ups don't reimburse me for this outfit, you'll reimburse me. Does that still count?" He Yong suddenly remembered the most important thing. This concerned his two months' salary, and every penny he earned was hard-earned money.

"Hmm," Captain Wu replied, closing his eyes and pretending to sleep. Of the three, he clearly had the highest salary, yet he was the poorest. Life was truly difficult for him.

……

After a long journey, the group arrived in the capital the day before the end of the holiday.

Du Yimeng had just returned home and hadn't even sat down when Director Song arrived.

"Xiao Du, you're back. You've... gained weight!" Director Song originally wanted to say that you've lost weight, but he couldn't say the word "thin" even if it was against his conscience, because Du Yimeng had really gained weight and even had a double chin.

Du Yimeng couldn't help but twitch his lips. Should the truth be told?

"Is everything okay at the research institute?" Du Yimeng asked.

"Everything is fine. I came here just to see what you need. I'll ask the logistics department to arrange it immediately." Director Song said with a smile. When Xiao Du left, she took everyone's hearts away. Everyone was looking forward to her early return.

Director Wei said that their next work would have to wait until Du Yimeng returned. Everyone was looking forward to it!

Everyone knows that Xiao Du has taken a month's annual leave, but they still ask him eight hundred times a day when Xiao Du will be back.

He didn't dare to have any opinions. He was the dean, who could understand his humbleness?

"Thank you for Dean Song's kindness. We have everything we need at home." Du Yimeng said. Even though they had been away from the capital for a month or so, Captain Hao had always been taking care of the family. There was not even a speck of dust on the table.

As she spoke, her eyes fell on the yard. Captain Hao was holding Fang Bao with a loving face, and Fang Bao was saying "I miss Uncle Hao" while giving Captain Hao little kisses on the face.